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Chapter 845: Chapter 846 Leaving_1

Upon examining the properties of the Emerald Bamboo Leaf, Song Jian’s eyes suddenly lit up—it was a treasure that could be brought out of the game!

It was well known that items with such fantastic properties were often greatly restricted and could not be carried out of the game. However, this Emerald Bamboo Leaf possessed the attribute of being taken out of the game, which meant that the Vitality Pills made from it could very likely also be taken out of the game.

In the real world, whether one is sick or injured, the most direct effect is a loss of Vitality Points. If one could have a Vitality Pill that completely replenished one’s Vitality Points, then no matter the illness or injury, it would often heal immediately.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have the method to make Vitality Pills,” Song Jian sighed softly and put the Emerald Bamboo Leaf into his mouth.

As soon as the Emerald Bamboo Leaf entered Song Jian’s mouth, it directly turned into a liquid, flowing from his mouth into his stomach, and a fresh and slightly bitter taste immediately filled his mouth.

System: You have used the Emerald Bamboo Leaf, Vitality Points increased by 80.

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By then, Song Jian’s Vitality Points had reached 5650. An increase of 80 points was not very noticeable, but to the average person in the real world, 80 Vitality Points were almost double.

After continuously consuming five Emerald Bamboo Leaves, Song Jian’s Vitality Points finally broke through to 6000 points. Although it wasn’t an increase of 100 points every time, which was the maximum, each consumption added at least seventy to eighty points.

“Six thousand Vitality Points—if I were to stand still, I’m afraid it would take others over ten minutes to hurt me. In the real world, ordinary handguns, or even some rifles, are no longer a fatal threat to me. Even those high-powered sniper rifles, if they don’t hit a vital spot, cannot kill me in one shot!” Looking at his attributes, a confident smile appeared on Song Jian’s face.

The bolder people become with increasing strength. At this moment, in the real world, the government had already started to search for game players, and in some places, they had even deployed troops to arrest them.

The reason they dared to do this was because the current strength of the players was not enough to resist real-world firearms. But with Song Jian’s current strength, even without equipment enhancements, he was like a mini-Superman. If he wanted to escape, no one could catch him; and even in direct combat, if there was no heavy firepower, they wouldn’t be a match for him.

After picking all the Emerald Bamboo Leaves, Song Jian rearranged the Illusion Sword Array and sat down slowly at the bottom of the pool.

The game time was almost up, and this time Song Jian didn’t plan to stay on. He was ready to return to the real world.

Five, four, three, two, one

A line of system prompts appeared before Song Jian, asking if he wanted to leave the game and return to the real world—Yes/No.

After choosing “Yes,” Song Jian’s figure started to fade and soon there was no one at the bottom of the pool, as if Song Jian had never been there.

The real world, early morning, the suburban area of Coastal City, Wang Hai Town.

Wang Hai Town was located near the port area of Coastal City and resembled an urban village. Everywhere were two or three-story self-built little buildings rented out to outsiders, and many young people who came to work in Coastal City chose to live here. The main attraction was the cheap rent, though the trade-off was having to wake up an hour early every day to catch a bus into the city center.

The small courtyard where Song Jian rented had two buildings: one was a two-story building where the main family lived, and the other one was a three-story building specifically made for renting, with five or six rooms on each floor, just like pigeonholes.

At that moment, the courtyard was quiet. The young workers had already left for work, and the morning sun shone warmly through the windows, illuminating Song Jian’s face comfortably.

Just then, Song Jian heard the sound of the gate opening. Looking down, he saw the landlord leading two people in.

“Oh my, this place is the quietest, and the price is really cheap. Don’t worry, I won’t cheat you guys. You can ask around the town—if anyone is renting cheaper than me, I’ll refund your rent~”

In the courtyard, a middle-aged man in his forties led a young man and woman into the small yard and escorted them toward the three-story building;

This middle-aged man was named Liu Zhiqiang, who looked somewhat aged. His cheeks were slightly red, as if suffering from a lasting effect of being frequently blown by the sea breeze. His legs appeared to have some issues, walking with a slight limp, but he made a great effort to conceal it, moving very slowly.

He was the owner of this small yard. According to himself, he had been a crew member on a hundred-thousand-ton ocean-going vessel, but later he fell ill and settled down in this little town, making a living by collecting rent;

“Uncle Liu, have you taken care of the thing I asked you to do?” Song Jian stood on the second floor and called out to the courtyard loudly;

The middle-aged man looked up at Song Jian, waved his hand, and said, “In a minute, in a minute I will come to your room to talk about it, haven’t you seen I have guests right now, wait a bit~”

Song Jian cracked a slight smile, closed the window, and turned back to his room to wait patiently.

About twenty minutes later, Song Jian heard Liu Zhiqiang’s footsteps in the hallway. He opened the door and saw that Liu Zhiqiang had a very cautious expression. He looked around, entered the room, and promptly locked the door behind him, gesturing to Song Jian;

“Young man, I’ve found out the information you wanted. This afternoon, there’s a cargo ship heading to the Philippines that can take you along. But as you know, smuggling isn’t cheap. Did you bring enough cash?” Liu Zhiqiang whispered to Song Jian;

“Don’t worry about that; you won’t be shortchanged,” Song Jian said with a laugh. “As long as I can get out quickly, money is not an issue!”

“Alright!” Liu Zhiqiang struck his thigh and said, “The fare is fifty thousand, plus a ten percent handling fee. Any problems with that?”

“Fifty thousand?” Song Jian narrowed his eyes. Although not a local, after living in the city for seven or eight years and having some understanding of the prices for these human cargo businesses, he knew that a price of fifty thousand was quite outrageous;

“Fifty thousand is for a private room. If you’re willing to squeeze into a cargo hold with dozens of people, twenty thousand is enough. It’s your call!” Seeing Song Jian’s narrowed eyes, an involuntary chill ran down Liu Zhiqiang’s spine. He seemed to think of something, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he hurriedly spoke.

The higher the price, the more he would earn in handling fees, so naturally, he wanted to make more money. But seeing Song Jian’s expression, Liu Zhiqiang felt inexplicably afraid and quickly changed his offer.

“Fine, fifty thousand then! Just don’t cheat me,” Song Jian suddenly revealed a smile, turned around, and took out sixty thousand yuan from a carry bag, handing it to Liu Zhiqiang.

Relief washed over Liu Zhiqiang upon seeing Song Jian’s smile. Looking at the unopened stacks of cash in his hand, he beamed, “I’ll get you your change~”

“No need for that. Consider the extra as a running errand fee for you, Uncle Liu,” Song Jian said with a smile;

For ordinary people, it’s customary to not show off wealth while away from home. Someone like Song Jian, flashing cash around, seemed as if he was afraid others wouldn’t know he was carrying a lot of cash.

But with Song Jian’s current strength, he didn’t care about these things at all. Just a moment ago, with a single glance, he had Liu Zhiqiang nearly prostrate in fear. Unless someone had a death wish, they wouldn’t dare target him;

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